Rushing up the mountainside, the terrain became open. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoA courtyard surrounded by a tall wall appears in front of you, and on the plaque of the gate made of bluestone and giant wood, there are three powerful cursive ———— Wenxintang.

The door was closed, and through the thick iron-clad wall, a chaotic and noisy scream, cry, and roar could be heard inside.

"The gap in the eastern wall is getting bigger and bigger, and someone is coming to seal it up. ”

"It's almost impossible to hold on, send a signal quickly and ask for help from the inner courtyard of the sect. ”

"It's useless, the teachers in the inner courtyard are also lacking in skills. That steel-armored tyrant is tougher than all the beasts here, and we're on our own. ”

"Help!

Chen Zhengjian, who was in a hurry, used his spiritual energy, jumped over the wall with Yang Tianhong and his personal guards, and jumped directly into the courtyard of the Asking Heart Hall.

Figures were running back and forth everywhere, and in the empty yard, hundreds of fierce beasts rushed in from the breaches in the opposite wall. Wild wolves, mountain bears, spotted leopards, hungry tigers, wild boars...... These fierce beasts, which are usually impossible to gather together, actually have no difference in population from each other, and they all bite and roar at the people in the courtyard, attacking in the most ferocious way.

On the way here, Yang Tianhong had already heard his master Chen Zhengjian say: Guiyuan Sect is very strict in selecting disciples. The disciples in the qi refining stage are all divided into the outer courtyard. Only after entering the foundation building can one be eligible to be promoted to the inner court disciple.

The Asking Heart Hall is the outer courtyard of the Guiyuan Sect.

A tall young man with a hunting knife in his hand was engrossed in dealing with the mountain bear in front of him, and a huge hungry wolf jumped next to him. Caught off guard, the young man's left leg was bitten by a wolf's fangs, tearing off a large piece of flesh. He rolled back and forth on the ground holding his injured leg, screaming with all his strength.

Chen Zhengjian roared angrily and rushed over, urging the spiritual energy, and the flying sword passed straight through the neck of the mountain bear that was about to bite the young man's throat, cutting the bear body more than two meters tall in half. The sword light was cold, the speed was fast, and the hideous bear head hit the ground, and before he could understand what had happened to him, he still opened his big mouth, fiercely trying to nibble on the prey that was close at hand.

Yang Tianhong drew his saber with his backhand, and with the unstoppable power of "Tongtian Decision", he slashed the hungry wolf who was chewing flesh and blood into two pieces, and blood splashed everywhere.

Chen Zhengjian picked up the seriously injured young man from the ground, and while quickly sealing the meridians on his body to stop the bleeding, he roared wildly: "Guo Hao, what happened, why are there so many beasts?"

The young man named Guo Hao endured the pain, his lips trembled and replied, "Uncle Chen, the steel armor is crazy, it is crazy. The beasts in the vicinity of the entire sect were affected by its madness. They, there are too many of them......"

Chen Zhengjian's eyes widened, and his eye sockets were soon filled with bloodshots.

The Steel Armor Tyrant is a seventh-order desolate beast with spirituality, and has cultivated to the level of a demon king. In terms of its strength, it is equivalent to a human Mahayana monk. This desolate beast was the pet of a senior of the Guiyuan Sect in the early years. After the predecessor ascended, the steel armor tyrant stayed in the Guiyuan Sect and became the Zhenshan Divine Beast responsible for guarding.

A Mahayana monk suddenly went berserk, and the terrible destructive power was no less than that of a strong earthquake of magnitude 7 or higher in a densely populated city.

It is no wonder that there is no powerful person in the outer courtyard of the sect to preside.

No wonder the disciples in the Asking Heart Hall suffered heavy casualties.

The beasts in the vicinity of the entire sect were attracted by the bloody nature of the steel armor tyrant. This bloodline implication between the beasts is equivalent to the cascading effect on the disaster. It's like in a densely populated station or a busy area, a madman with a steel knife suddenly appeared in a corner, cutting people when he sees them. Although a madman is just one person, under the influence of inertial thinking, everyone will instinctively run away from the madman with a knife in his hand. In this case, stampede, pushing, and even uglier and dirtier actions will happen.

The same goes for the beast. The frantic bloodiness of the steel armor made them forget the strength of the monks of the Guiyuan Sect, and they attacked everyone inside and outside the sect desperately.

Without having time to think about it, Chen Zhengjian put down the dying Guo Hao, jumped on the flying sword, and rushed towards the inner courtyard of the sect far away in the clouds.

In the face of disasters and dangers, no matter what, the inner courtyard of the sect must be preserved first. That is the core of the Guiyuan Sect. If the inner courtyard is lost and cannot restrain the frenzied steel armor, then even if the outer court is temporarily safe, it will eventually be overwhelmed by the tide of wild beasts.

Leaving Yang Tianhong in the outer courtyard is also a test.

Beasts are beasts after all, although they are crazy and numerous, their opponents are Qi refining cultivators from the outer courtyard of the Guiyuan Sect. As long as they cooperate with each other, it should not be a problem to change the current predicament.

What's more, Chen Zhengjian was very confident in Yang Tianhong, an apprentice who had just been accepted———— this kid was not even afraid of Shen Changyou, who was a foundation building monk, how could he be frightened by a few wild beasts?

......

Yang Tianhong carried the seriously injured Guo Hao to the wall, turned around, clenched his saber, and ordered in a deep voice to the five guards standing next to him: "Form a formation, don't be in a hurry, surround and kill the past little by little." ”

Yang Yuan, Yang Feng, Yang Hao, Yang Kun, and Yang Ji are all selected from the veterans, who are younger and stronger. They had all taken the pill liquid that Yang Tianhong had transformed with the Yuan Qi Pill to cultivate a simplified version of the "Tongtian Decision". Before leaving, the strength had already broken through the first layer of qi refining.

A wild boar with a fat body and short legs rushed over, and the leisurely life in the mountains and forests made the beast covered with black manes, and its exposed fangs were sharp and hard, like two knives stuck in the mouth.

That's not a real knife after all.

The wild boar felt that his vision had changed, and as the saber in Yang Tianhong's hand slashed down, the fat pig's head flew into the sky, and the pig's body that had lost its head spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the hot blood splashed on the ground, and was immediately sucked into the dry soil, turning into a scarlet wetland.

Five veterans of the guards followed closely, with Yang Tianhong as the core, scattered to form a dense and flexible line, and surrounded the center of the crowded courtyard.

Furious beasts pounced on them, unable to break through the small battle formation of six men. The guards began to fire arrows from a long distance, and the whistling arrows drew a series of indiscreet traces in the air, plunging into the body of the beast, arousing pain and anger At the same time, Yang Tianhong and the others had already attacked in front of them, brandishing their respective melee weapons, and slashing down in the air.

In less than two minutes, six wild boars, seventeen hungry wolves, four spotted leopards, and two mountain bears have been killed.

A white-fronted tiger let out a terrifying roar, raised its sharp front paws, and swooped down towards the top of Yang Tianhong's head.

The blade drew a silver trajectory in the air, cutting straight from the bottom of the tiger's neck, and the entire tiger's belly was broken in the air, this kind of injury was absolutely fatal, the tiger felt that its body was suddenly empty, and many things fell from its stomach, it couldn't understand what it had encountered, but with the huge pounce inertia, it fell far behind Yang Tianhong five or six meters away. The invisible leap trajectory in the air left behind a bloody rain of blood.

The disorderly chaos of the disciples in the outer courtyard quickly became stable because of the addition of this small team.

"Who are these people? I haven't seen them before. ”

"Are they rescuers sent by the Inner Court Immortal Master? they are all Qi Refiners just like us. ”

"No, this style of play should be a battle formation in the army. They worked really well together, and they killed more than us. ”

"Hmph! It's just a bunch of rude and ignorant people. ”

There are people of surprise, envy, and jealousy at all times, and you can never control everyone's thinking. But one thing is certain: no one wants to die in vain and become fresh meat in the mouths of wild beasts.

Yang Tianhong brandished his sword, and a deafening roar continued to come out of his mouth.

"Don't run around, line up on both sides of the line. These beasts are not terrible, they are more numerous at best. All the wounded retreated, and those who could fight came with me, killing them all, and closing the gap in the wall as soon as possible. ”

"Tongtian Decision" was running at high speed in his body, and Yang Tianhong had enough spiritual energy to spread his voice. Seeing the benefits of cooperating with the battle, the disciples of the outer courtyard took up their weapons one after another and gathered on two sections of the battle line, forming a dense human wall that was enough to link the two sides of the courtyard.

The situation still seems chaotic, but it is much better than before. The people no longer fought on their own, but gathered near Yang Tianhong, killing every wild beast that rushed to the front.

Yang Tianhong swung his sword and wandered through the crowd, rescuing one after another of the outer disciples who were in danger from under the hideous beast's mouth.

He always appeared at the right time, either swinging his sword to cut off the wolf's claws, or directly breaking through the body of the beast. He lifted people from the ground and dragged them to safety by grabbing their arms and dragging them with their belts.

"Be careful, you're in charge of protecting both of their backs. The person in front is dead, and you yourself are in danger. ”

"You stand in front and charge the kill, don't worry about the back, it's safe there. Be brave and don't be afraid, I'm with you. ”

"When you shoot arrows at a gap in the distance, the beasts will be afraid, and if you kill enough and you behave more fiercely and fiercely than them, they will be afraid of you and afraid of you!"

These arrangements are very appropriate, even the most timid person will be stimulated by Yang Tianhong's words to have a strong fighting spirit. The monk was already very powerful, but he was at a loss because the beasts of the entire Mingfeng Mountain went crazy collectively. Yang Tianhong's command is free to advance and retreat, not to mention, he is not the kind of saliva who can only say "brothers", but directly brandished the war knife and rushed to the front, roaring "Kill with me!"

Liu Mintian had a strong physique, and he had entered the eighth layer of qi refining half a year ago. Among all the outer disciples, he was particularly stout, and he also brandished a huge mace, roaring angrily and rushing into the herd.

With a stick, it smashed the head of a huge wild boar rushing in front of him, and the pig's eye the size of an apple burst out of its socket and flew far away.

Another stick smashed the backbone of the howling spotted leopard alive, and the entire body of the beast broke from the center, forming a strange thirty-degree acute angle.

From the moment Yang Tianhong appeared, Liu Mintian felt as if a thorn had been pierced in his heart, getting deeper and deeper.

He has always been the leader of the disciples of the outer courtyard of the Guiyuan Sect.

Where there are people, there is class strife. Everyone wants to be a leader who is recognized by others. Although the outer courtyard of the sect has a foundation monk as the head teacher, there are also disciples of the torture hall who are responsible for the rules and personnel promotion. However, in private, there is still the phenomenon of gangs and self-reliance.

Liu Mintian was really capable of fighting, and he also rescued several fellow disciples from the mouth of the crazy beast. He regarded the sudden incident of the steel armor going berserk as a rare opportunity. Of course, it is impossible for everyone in the outer courtyard to agree with Liu Mintian, and when those opponents were besieged, Liu Mintian shrank aside and sneered secretly. With this seemingly reasonable approach, he had quietly eliminated several of his fellow disciples with the help of wild beasts. But just when he wanted to guide those supporters to gather into a group, let everyone obey his orders, and launch a counterattack against the mad beast herd, Chen Zhengjian appeared with Yang Tianhong and others.

The situation of secret manipulation was easily broken by Yang Tianhong.

Liu Mintian planned to use the same method to ignore Yang Tianhong and the others being besieged and devoured by the beasts. But he never dreamed that Yang Tianhong and his subordinate guards would be so strong, organizing a counteroffensive battle formation in just a few minutes, and helping every fellow disciple, quickly turning them into a part of a solid battle formation.

The Yang family has been a military general for generations. Since childhood, Yang Tianhong has grown up immersed in books on the art of war. Liu Mintian was at best a calculating Qi refining cultivator, and his rhythm and control over the changes in the situation were definitely far inferior to Yang Tianhong.

What Yang Tianhong is doing is what Liu Mintian wants to do.

The difference is that one has already done it, and the other is still planning and has not yet been implemented.

Liu Mintian felt that his mind was filled with extremely strong anger and anger, and he even had the urge to turn around and slash Yang Tianhong's head.

Where did this nosy guy come from?

Lao Tzu's plan that had been brewing from the beginning of the madness of the beasts was easily broken, and the imaginary good harvest was also hindered by this bastard, turning into a sweet fruit in the pockets of others.

Isn't it?

Those who encountered danger were all rescued by Yang Tianhong, God knows why his speed was so fast? This guy is simply a living specimen of great energy, the knife is so hard that the water can't be splashed, the beasts that rush over are either dead or injured, the heads and limbs of the beasts scattered are everywhere, and the heart, liver and intestines can be seen everywhere.

People in danger want to be rescued, and heroes appear precisely to fit this situation. It is no exaggeration to say that a considerable part of the responsibility for the chaos in the outer courtyard of the Guiyuan Sect is due to Liu Mintian's selfishness. After all, Qi Refining Cultivators were not ordinary people, and despite the temporary chaos, they at least had the ability to protect themselves.

Liu Mintian was desperate to find that the crisis he had secretly manipulated had turned into the best opportunity for Yang Tianhong to be recognized by the disciples of the outer court and establish his prestige among everyone.

Your mother, all of this was originally Lao Tzu.

Only when the foundation is successfully built can one become a disciple of the inner sect of the Guiyuan Sect.

But who can guarantee absolute success and never make mistakes in such a thing as building a foundation?

Examples of not being able to build a foundation for hundreds of years abound in the cultivation world. Not everyone's qualifications can comprehend the mysteries of the path, and there are still the majority of those who have worked hard for a hundred years in vain. Liu Mintian's current plan is to plan for his inability to build a foundation in the future. As long as he has always been the leader of the disciples in the outer sect of the sect, he will always get some extra pills if he takes care of his feelings. If this situation continues, maybe one day he will be able to successfully build a foundation and become an inner disciple.

Now, everything has been ruined by Yang Tianhong.

There was no other way, Liu Mintian could only pick up the mace and rush towards the place where the mad beast group was most dense.

This is his last chance.

He must be more courageous and fierce than Yang Tianhong in order to become the savior in the minds of the outer disciples and keep the hearts of those who are being scattered and lost.

It is impossible to kill Yang Tianhong. It's stupid and just pushes everyone against them.

After all, everyone saw that it was Yang Tianhong who saved everyone.

In order to realize their dreams, everyone will struggle and become obsessed with selflessness.

Liu Mintian is very committed to killing, and he must let everyone see his fierce and brave side. The mace waved in the air with a "whirring" sound, constantly bringing a bitter howl mixed with minced flesh and blood in the herd. There were even wild boars weighing hundreds of kilograms that were smashed into the air and slammed into the wall like sandbags, turning into a puddle of bloody mud that was difficult to distinguish from its original face.

I don't know when, Liu Mintian, whose eyes were already red, suddenly found that he had been surrounded by a raging herd of beasts, and he couldn't get through.

There are hundreds of them...... No, it should be hundreds.

Why is this happening?

Liu Mintian clearly remembered that when he brandished his stick and rushed out of the battle formation, the nearest disciple of the same sect was less than ten meters behind him.

Liu Mintian has been calculating the distance between the human wall and himself. He watched Yang Tianhong command everyone, and approached the gap in the wall to the west of the courtyard step by step. Only by blocking it can the entire sectarian outer courtyard be truly safe.

The battle formation did not advance step by step as expected, but gradually stopped behind him.

Now, the distance between Liu Mintian and the battle array was more than fifty meters away. It was filled with dense furious beasts, roaring, roaring, fangs and claws, and pounced towards Liu Mintian from all directions.

screaming and tearing off the spotted leopard that bit his shoulder, Liu Mintian, whose eyes were bloodshot, saw that Yang Tianhong led everyone to stop in place and slash the mad beast, as if he was stabilizing the battle formation.

Liu Mintian dared to swear with his head: Yang Tianhong must have done it on purpose, he did it on purpose, wanting to kill Lao Tzu alive!